When I get close to the end of my life, there will be one question I hope to answer with an affirmative yes.
Did I love well?
It will not be how many books I wrote or how much money might be in my bank account or the number of places I visited. It will be about how much I unconditionally and wholeheartedly loved my family, cherished my friends and community, appreciated and respected the earth we live on, and managed those changes in my life with grace and compassion.
I think I will also ask if I watched enough sunsets and sunrises, said yes more than no, wrote cards to friends, remembered to thank those who were kind to me, and if I let go of grievances, regrets, and what-ifs.
In undertaking publishing a book and writing more regularly, I’m reminded how irrelevant things like success and recognition are without loving well. For without it, nothing really matters. It’s that simple don’t you think?
Mother Theresa once said, “We can do no great things, only small things with great love.”
There’s a comfort to those words as my book goes live and I’m filled with nervousness and shaky uncertainty. Will people like my book? Will I get negative reviews? Will anyone even read it? I keep reminding myself, that’s not what’s important. Remember why you wrote the book …
Because of my love for one person.
How did you find solace this week?
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